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Merry's the trade of a poet; but somewhat a dear one, I fear me
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Christel
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Proximity
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Why are the people thus busily moving? For food they are seeking
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The Heathrose
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To the Kind Reader
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My Only Property
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If the whole is ever to gladden thee
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From an Album of 1604
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Before a Court of Justice
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